Yan Bin was just trying to kindly remind Li Xiaorui.
Although he already knew that Li Xiaorui's previous lively interaction with him was just an attempt to leverage the Yan family's influence—of course, Yan Bin believed that in Jingzhou, where wealthy people were as common as dogs, the Yan family was really not a big deal.
However, Li Xiaorui is really ungrateful.
Li Xiaorui: [I see you've also signed up for the modeling competition. With your skill level, it's really not worth the time. Or have you heard that Ruan Chen has some connection with the Ruan family, and you're already trying to curry favor with her? Just like how you curried favor with me before.]
Yan Bin angrily slammed his phone onto the table.
Li Xiaorui is truly adept at distorting the truth.
It was still class time, and although everyone was chatting animatedly in the small group, the professor was still lecturing on those dry theoretical facts.
The sound of him throwing his phone was quite crisp, immediately attracting the professor's attention.
The professor nodded at him, signaling him to stand up and answer the question, and also asked Yan Bin for his name and student ID.
Then this question will be included in your regular grade.
It seems the professor couldn't stand seeing his students doing their own thing while he was teaching, and wanted to give Yan Bin a hard time.
Yan Bin had no idea what the professor had just asked. Just as he was stammering and trying to apologize, Ruan Chen whispered a formula down below.
Yan Bin followed Ruan Chen's lead without thinking and spoke along with her.
Ruan Chen then reported the data and the substitution method. Yan Bin pretended to think, and he would respond to each sentence Ruan Chen spoke.
The professor's expression shifted from anger to relief.
Yan Bin breathed a sigh of relief and sat down, then looked at Ruan Chen with a surprised expression, "You really know how?"
"Otherwise what?" Ruan Chen said calmly, "If I can't answer, wouldn't I be letting down your kindness in speaking up for me in the group?"
Yan Bin was stunned for more than ten seconds before he reacted. He broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't even speak properly. He kept saying "fuck" several times.
How do you even know this?
"In your minds, I can even change the attendance records and grades in the academic affairs system, so knowing these little things is a piece of cake," Ruan Chen said with a half-smile.
Actually, she was too lazy to have a deep conversation with Yan Bin at first. The reason she took the initiative to invite him over to sit was because she didn't want Fu Jianzhi to be too close to her.
Surprisingly, after a few days of getting to know him, Yan Bin turned out to be a decent person. He knows his limits, is capable of admitting his mistakes and correcting them, and just now he even spoke up for me in their small group chat.
In Yan Bin's mind, Ruan Chen's image became increasingly unfathomable.
He wanted to chat with Ruan Chen a little longer, but Ruan Chen cut him off this time, saying, "Let's listen to the lecture."
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examination room.
The large screen displayed a dense list of names and progress bars representing each person's performance.
Ruan Chen remained remarkably calm and went there as usual. From a distance, through the glass, she could see Fu Jianzhi's unmoving back.
He was very enthusiastic about the competition, but I don't know what use he has for this honor.
Even if he wins a first prize in the National College Modeling Contest, would that really be added to Mr. Fu's already illustrious resume?
"Ruan Chen!"
A teacher called out to her at the entrance of the examination hall.
"You must be Ruan Chen, right? Nan Suo has been waiting for you here, but you were late, and he had to leave because he was in a hurry to go to a meeting," the teacher said.
"Did the South Police Station need something from me?"
"It's nothing. He just asked me to pass on a message: 'Focus on the competition, relax. Even if you don't get a ranking, it's okay. He'll back you up.'"
Ruan Chen smiled faintly.
He's always like that; he talks a big game, but whenever something happens to him, he's the one who gets anxious.
This thought persisted even as Ruan Chen absentmindedly operated the screen during the start of the match.
She stared at the data in front of her, iterating over and over, waiting for the results of the second-stage calculation, and occasionally drifted off into her own thoughts.
If I hadn't been blind back in my third year of junior high, and had immediately signed the agreement with the First Affiliated Hospital and become a student of Nanjing University, I don't know what my life would have been like afterward.
Ruan Chen's initial model was a bit complicated. The calculations for the first three steps would take almost an hour. So while the progress bars representing her scores above and below her name on the big screen were moving forward rapidly, Ruan Chen's progress bar was still almost at the original stage, not moving at all.
Yan Bin registered with Ruan Chen, so his seat was right behind Ruan Chen's. He saw Ruan Chen sitting there with her chin in her hand, lost in thought, her grades not improving at all. He coughed twice and kicked Ruan Chen's chair.
He thought Ruan Chen was asleep, after all, it was common for this genius to sleep in class.
The proctor walked over and subtly tapped Yan Bin's desk, signaling him to behave and not make any small movements.
Yan Bin shrank back a little embarrassedly. When he looked up, he met the face of the proctor. He was stunned for a moment. The proctor was so young. He looked about the same age as them.
Then he saw the young and handsome proctor standing behind Ruan Chen, staring thoughtfully at Ruan Chen's screen.
Ruan Chen is a sensitive person; after being stared at for a few seconds, she turned around.
Their eyes met, and Ruan Chen's thoughts were momentarily dazed.
It's actually Bo Nian?!
Seven years ago, Bo Nian signed the acceptance letter and disappeared without a trace. The two never met again.
Ruan Chen later saw Bo Nian's name in some research. His handwriting was as sharp as ever, showing that he had not been defeated by the setbacks of that year.
The two never saw each other again, and that youthful excitement seemed to be buried forever.
The moment Bo Nian saw Ruan Chen, his eyes first showed amazement, then a warm and gentle smile appeared on his face. He pointed to the screen, signaling Ruan Chen to focus on the competition, and then walked forward on his own.
Fu Jianzhi sat to the side of Ruan Chen, his head always turned slightly to the side, coldly watching the scene.
He took in Ruan Chen's absent-mindedness and Bo Nian's smile.
He had actually recognized Bo Nian a long time ago, and his heart skipped a beat when he remembered the things that happened between Ruan Chen and Bo Nian in high school.
This man was one of the few female friends Ruan Chen had in the past, and the only one whose abilities and age were a good match for her.
Fu Jianzhi glanced at the progress bar of the scores on the big screen in front of him, and impatiently pressed the Enter key three or four times, keeping his score at the same level as Ruan Chen's without making a sound.
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